I'm pretty sure I left my reasoning skills at home last night, and just brought anger and rage with me.
I projectile vomited into my sink. Jealous?
Kind of. My puke would have just dribbled down my chin and missed the sink completely.
Ohh that happened after I started to cry.
You kept yelling that her vagina looked like a hatchet wound.
I wasted some perfectly good semen on her
I'm cheerleading for traffic. people are staring. Why am i the only high person on the way to class?
She has either a C-Section scar or a bullet wound, I can't quite tell
On a totally unrelated note, captain four hour sexcapades lost it in his boxers this morning and tried to pretend it didnt happen. Lmao
I think I may have accidentally stepped in fire
We shall need something stronger. Anal lube, the blood of a giraffe, and a bay leaf should do the trick. Make the paste and cover your left knee and anus in it.
I wrote a list of things I enjoy doing. So far it says "get high and go to museums."
ITS THE CIIIIIIRCLE OF SLUUUUUUUTS
Honestly the prospect of dick really lifts a girl's spirits
I can't decide if I miss drinking or you, they are so closely connected.
Lunch?
Massage?
Spanking with handcuffs?
Think he has a gf
Yea that shit doesn’t necessarily stop me
Randomize
